Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1887-10-28

Kotchum and Keepham-"Robort Som
crs, Mt your service"
"lf Mr. Somers," with slight bow,
/ "will allow you to sit and chat with
him little while, ! will order dinner,
change this street costume to that tea
gown you admire so much, fathorling,
and call you the moment the table is
spread"
"Ah, Donna. that's like my own
girl Why, bless ms, man." goes on
tho daft parent, as his daughter, after
ono swift, pathetic, Pleading look at
Rob, goes from their presence; "shc
never crossed mo before in her life
why she should have done so just now
is q mystery can not fathom. II her
| life isn't all sunshine then tho sun had
bcttor stop shiningl Why, man, she
whilcs away her hours upon bed OF
roscs--with never thorn to hurt OF
annoy herr
Poor girl--poor, proud Donna La
Rose! Rob hears tho demented man go
jabbering on, but the meaning
of the words he uttcrs is lost
to his otherwise occupied senses
Poor, patient, brave Donna La Rose!
Half an hour later vision in an am
bcr gown assigns the two gentlemen
places at table filled with odd bits OF
priceless china, somc solid silver and
dainty napery, and then pours out tea,
weak and insipid, but which Rob drinks
as If it were the nectar of the gods!
"Mr. Somcrs will excuse the alb
scncc of more substantial viands, | am
sure, father, when he knows tne doctor
has expressly forbidden you to eat
other than the simplest and most nutri-
tious food. Mr.. Somcrs, If the bread
and butter, fruit and Oatmeal fail to
mitigate your hunger, l should suggest
call upon Delmonico en- passent."
Yes" interrupts "fathcrling," :"
"and cat generous slice of roast beef
for mel II anyone should happen upon
us eating in this style they would think
us povcrty-stricken, unless they COM
pretended that it was Samuel La Rose
dining, and that Doctor Mcdicaster's S
orders are to be rigidly enforced! You
don't think this is any thing but choice
heyP"
This question is answered in the ex-
pected negative, ahd thereafter follows
really enjoyable half-lour, to Rob at
least; Donna's pretty eyes brighten Mt
| times rs she is shown, unconsciously,
evidences of the good heart of her
stranger guest; then grow sorrow
full as she hears the random
speech of her father. The loose tea
gown of amber satin his hostess wears
seems so little in keeping with the
poor fare before them that Rob falls to
wondering about the unusually fine
raimcnt of Miss La Rose. Intuitively
divining the the tenor of his thoughts
she says:
"My father would not allow me near
him if / should dress in sober habila-
ment, Mr.. Somers; so. to please him,
l don these butterfly trappings-have
guessed the color of your thoughts,
sir?"
He can not answer-he can only
blush to the roots of his tawny hair!
"And my daughter is out in society
all the time; she is obliged to be mag
nificently dressed-hey, Donna, hey?"
"Yes, am in society-still;" and
the red rose leaving her guests cheek,
runs riot over her own.
A great unrest fills the heart of the
young man at these words-hoW is she
in societyP How can young woman
living in common lodgings with bank
rupt father go into any society? What
did the late hours she kept meanP
In time he knows-in time the mys-
s.cry that surrounds her grows crystal
clear to his watchful eyes.
1t is some weeks after his romance
first begins, when Rob has come to lind
his prosy lodging house the most attrac-
tive place in the world, where conf
dences are exchanged as well as tender
glances and lingering hand-clasps, that
the frou-trow on the stairs so many
times past midnight explained.